I’m off to Missouri Land tomorrow to see my most sisterly of friends, Miss Kimmeh.
(Ha, ha. Mindi’s wearing the same shirt in two pictures.)
I did some sprintish type stuff last night — not the 3x1000s the training plan called for. Psh. Are you surprised? That’s why they call it a training plan, so I can change it according to whim. I ended up doing 8X400.
As Colbert says, “if at first you don’t succeed, redefine what you did as success.” I know I’ve said that before but it’s relevant in oh so many ways, I’m sure you won’t mind if I drag it out again.
There’s a nice big circle in an undeveloped subdivision near my house – so I went there and ran around it a bunch of times.
I thought the map of my route was kind of funny.
It was actually sort of perfect; the circle was exactly a mile from my house, so I ran there to warmup, did my laps and then ran home to cool down.
Naturally, the first quarter mile was the best; it all went downhill from there. It still looks a lot better than it really was because I stopped the timer to walk for a minute or so in between laps.
I know that some of you run a 6:52 pace ALL THE TIME AND THEN SOME. But I’m pretty proud of this.
Tomorrow: 10? 12? 14? I’ll surprise you.